we will share the shelter
the room and the bread with feeling
for what each one knows
for the cards on the table
at night a temporary roof houses all
the same love
carry the air around you and be able
to open the sky every night
my single thought
we will share the shelter
the room and the bread with feeling
for what each one knows
for the cards on the table
at night a temporary roof houses all
the same love
carry the air around you and be able
to open the sky every night
my single thought
a lovely way to burn
plans friends and work crossing
lines necessary for one heart to bleed
with passion only a one side road
those ego's driving past the past
and driving straight towards their bank
are all dreams going on endlessly with one
choke in one moment after one conflict
do i ever pass your mind?
sweet face close by the day
of those who still pray for those who don't pray
tonight has contentment sitting at the door
hours surrender with love in view
you and them can share
flowers bells smiles and miles until
tomorrow will come
hearts minds of all the breathing souls
hugging and kissing regardless of their
neighbors shoes
make plans to feel a hand
or two
was just in the light of a light singing out
with his shoulders rounded Pablo
Moses pulled the audience forward with bugle
curtains open and feet pounded all around
walls just open backwards to let Olivie enter
side patio was secured but,
inside made a deal with god to
straighten any ill fortune with notes
unshaken by doubt.
first i tumbled across the open fields of grass
landed a few times in a tree and by chance
sat on top my head
supported by chair and blanket my eyes circled
back with a steady gaze upon
a forward thought of action
go out and talk to everyone who
holds an ear in their hand and a smile
in their heart
still like to coexist
put bone on top of bone
and hair next to hair
some freckles and a skirt
with jeans and a wallet
the dance is constipated with
treatments and words to
provoke or calm the little minds
of those with a measure stick in their pockets
while sitting on a round chair with one leg broken
a person with flavor will treat the condition
simply smile and accept the discomfort honorably
changing with the next gentleman
missed the sign on her face
a sour and longing cloud of breath
have a piercing story to tell before and after
the moment slipped through an eye of blue and brown
mixed with good conversation and faith
tomorrow enduring adversity with luxury
our distance is romantic
time objects to force and success objects to love
her friendship symbolized the hour
park up with some bark and a pecking little bird
holding the wind between our ears
eyes folding up and down at the sound of our breath
feet pulling up earths vibration colored with groovy
meditations on a fifth sense
hair floating on top the surface of yesterdays shampoo
yoga at the park